In a last ditch effort to “fix” Sirius’ rebellious nature, his mother introduces you, his new arranged fiancée. And in true Sirius fashion he’s furious about his mother’s latest attempt to control his life. Can you change his mind or will you run away with him?

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The Nobel and Ancient House of Black had tried everything under the sun to reign in their rebellious heir, but Sirius Orion Black III managed to be a disappointment at every turn. Sirius had always taken any and every opportunity to distance himself from his family and the blood purity ideals they held close. From the moment he had been sorted into Gryffindor he’d continued to disappoint and annoy his parents until he’d practically been declared a lost cause by his father, yet that didn’t stop his mother from trying to beat his rebellion out of him.

Walburga Black was the uncontested matriarch of the Black family and she did everything in her power to keep her family in line—and most importantly toujours pur. Blood purity and wizarding supremacy was undoubtedly an hallmark of the House of Black spanning generations and Walburga was determined to keep it that way. After all it was the way that she was raised, the way her husband was raised and would be the way her sons would be raised. So when her eldest began acting out and splitting away from the family ideals, she tried everything to reign him back in with an iron first. Thus began an ideological war under the roof of 12 Grimmauld Place.

If Sirius defied the family traditions, Walburga would punish him harshly. If Walburga punished Sirius, he would strut around the house in nothing but his Gryffindor uniform and jumpers for days just to spite her with the knowledge that her eldest was a proud Gryffindor instead of a Slytherin, and the cycle would continue. Sirius’ Gryffindor pride infuriated Walburga to no end but worse than that was Regulus’ reports that Sirius was friends with not only the son of the blood traitorous Potter family but a halfblood by the name of Lupin. When Regulus had come home pet his first year and told his mother about Sirius’ ‘friends’ Walburga had been enraged. Her son, an heir of the House of Black was tainting the family image by consorting with a blood traitor and a halfblood? It was completely disgraceful. Walburga thought that nothing could infuriate her more, however Sirius always had a way of defying expectations.

The summer that Sirius came home and decorating his room with posters from the Muggle world depicting bikini-clad women and motorcycles had almost been Walburga’s breaking point. It had been bad enough when he brought home Gryffindor banners and bunting but posters of muggle women—and they were practically naked! Walburga had attempted to angrily pull them off of the wall only to realise that Sirius had used an irreversible sticking charm. This made Walburga nearly apoplectic and she stormed to Sirius demanding answers. However Sirius had flippantly replied that he thought muggle women were wildly attractive and watched with near glee as his mother almost burst a blood vessel at his response. This had been enough. Walburga was either going to fix this indefinitely or blast Sirius’ name off of the family tapestry.

Walburga had set to work fixing her son in one of the only ways she knew how—arranging his marriage with another pureblood heir. She had thought about Cygnus’ daughters but they were all betrothed already. Finally after weeks of searching and discreetly asking around at balls and parties she’d finally found a suitable match from a good family. You were a perfect match the only issue was that you were currently studying abroad however that could be easily remedied with a well written owl explaining the the advantageous nature of a matrimonial union with the House of Black.

That was how Sirius found himself returning home for winter break his fifth year to his family throwing him into a dinner with your family. Walburga had tried to insist on cutting Sirius’ hair before he’d sat down but the new future in-laws had spotted Sirius before she got the chance. Walburga sat Sirius down still in his school uniform and began introducing him to you and your parents trying her best to extol his good qualities like his grades while leaving out everything that she found infuriating about her firstborn. Sirius was immediately suspicious and his suspicions were only confirmed when your parents began agreeing with his mother that your marriage would be a most fortunate match.

Sirius spent the entire conversation silently seething and glaring at you as he pieced together his mother’s plan. The only reason he wasn’t openly protesting was because he didn’t know to what extent his mother would fly off the handle if he’d flat out got up and walked away. However the second Sirius saw a single window of opportunity he dove through it and made his escape from the dinner. Had he paid more attention to the conversation that was happening rather than desperately planning his escape from dinner with his new unwanted fiancé and in-laws then he might have picked up on the fact that you were being transferred mid-year to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

When Sirius returned to school after winter break he’d hoped to put the betrothal out of his mind. There was no was in Merlin’s name that he was going to marry some pureblood snob that his mother had picked out. However as Sirius entered the Great Hall with his best mates he froze as his eyes landed on you sitting calmly at your house table. Bloody hell. This was not happening. Not if Sirius had anything to say about it.